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here's a few pictures of some of my tattoo work.. i know there's a couple other tattoo artists on this forum... post up your shit if you've got it..

 

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my most recent picture.. some flash work.. but i think it came out alright..

 

http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid63/pc417f41757714be1f24afe163f479300/fc175a1c.jpg'>

black and gray rose i did a while back..

 

http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid63/pb4f1b589234fc37b1825b4668cff07ae/fc175a1b.jpg'>

little heart flower shit..

 

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some fiddlehead ferns i did a few months ago..

 

 

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some damn stonework.. it's cheesy, yeah, but whatever...

 

here's a link to stuff in my sketchbook..

sketchbook

 

and some shit i put in the photography thread

photographs

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i like that one on top. You should look up that chick ms van her work is pretty dope along those lines cool looking chick stuff but its not tatoos i think she has a website. Somebody on here knows it here for sure

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Originally posted by metallix

there pretty!!

how did you get started?

 

i kinda just walked into the shop i'm at now when i was 16.. i hung out.. participated in gross eating contests to prove i was down.. then one of the artists saw some potential in me and took me under his wing.. and i hung out for 2 years.. watched him do tattoos.. worked on improving my drawing skills... i got my equipment 6 months after turning 18.. and got down to business... i had the easiest apprenticeship in the world.. didn't have to scrub any tubes.. or mop any floors.. all i had to do was watch and listen..

 

Originally posted by ********

for 8 months you got fucking skills fool.

 

i work in a street shop.. so i do a lot of flash pieces day in, day out.. noon until 9pm every day but sunday, 11-5.. so i get a lot of practice... i do get to do custom shit.. but not too often.. navy guys don't have the greatest imaginations.. so i just try to make the flash pieces look way better.. put some damn life into em.. color em in as if they were my own drawings.. because most of the time they aren't so hot lookin..

 

glad you guys like the pictures.. i'll have more as soon as i finish more pieces and get more film developed...

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I need some work done and have family in the CT area and I will be hopefully ariving there soon.

 

I want a Virgin Mary like on the candles on my the center of my back with a peice underneath it.

 

full color Virgin Mary with a two tone piece underneath to begin with.....

 

gotta price on that?

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A couple of women were playing golf one sunny Saturday morning. The first of the twosome teed off and watched in horror as her ball headed directly toward a foursome of men playing the next hole.

 

Indeed, the ball hit one of the men, and he immediately clasped his hands together at his crotch, fell to the ground, and proceeded to roll around in evident agony.

 

The woman rushed down to the man and immediately began to apologize. She said, "Please allow me to help. I'm a physical therapist and know I could relieve your pain if you'd allow."

 

"Ummph, oooh, nnooo, I'll be all right...I'll be fine in a few minutes," he replied breathlessly as he remained in the fetal position, still clasping his hands together at his crotch. But she persisted, and he finally allowed her to help him. She gently took his hands away and laid them to the side, she loosened his pants, and she put her hands inside. She began to massage him. She then asked him, "How does that feel?"

 

To which he replied, "It feels great, but my thumb still hurts like hell."

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Three men were standing in line to get into heaven one day. Apparently it had been a pretty busy day, though, so St. Peter had to tell the first one, "Heaven's getting pretty close to full today, and I've been asked to admit only people who have had particularly horrible deaths. So what's your story?"

 

The first man replies: "Well, for a while I've suspected my wife has been cheating on me, so today I came home early to try to catch her red-handed. As I came into my 25th floor apartment, I could tell something was wrong, but all my searching around didn't reveal where this other guy could have been hiding. Finally, I went out to the balcony, and sure enough, there was this man hanging off the railing, 25 floors above ground! By now I was really mad, so I started beating on him and kicking him, but wouldn't you know it, he wouldn't fall off. So finally I went back into my apartment and got a hammer and starting hammering on his fingers. Of course, he couldn't stand that for long, so he let go and fell-but even after 25 stories, he fell into the bushes, stunned but okay. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I ran into the kitchen, grabbed the fridge, and threw it over the edge where it landed on him, killing him instantly. But all the stress and anger got to me, and I had a heart attack and died there on the balcony."

 

"That sounds like a pretty bad day to me," said Peter, and let the man in.

 

The second man comes up and Peter explains to him about heaven being full, and again asks for his story.

 

"It's been a very strange day. You see, I live on the 26th floor of my apartment building, and every morning I do my exercises out on my balcony. Well, this morning I must have slipped or something, because I fell over the edge. But I got lucky, and caught the railing of the balcony on the floor below me. I knew I couldn't hang on for very long, when suddenly this man burst out onto the balcony. I thought for sure I was saved, when he started beating on me and kicking me. I held on the best I could until he ran into the apartment and grabbed a hammer and started pounding on my hands. Finally I just let go, but again I got lucky and fell into the bushes below, stunned but all right. Just when I was thinking I was going to be okay, this refrigerator comes falling out of the sky and crushes me instantly, and now I'm here."

 

Once again, Peter had to concede that that sounded like a pretty horrible death.

 

The third man came to the front of the line, and again the whole process was repeated. Peter explained that heaven was full and asked for his story.

 

"Picture this," says the third man, "I'm hiding naked inside a refrigerator..."

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